Of Mary and Martha

I was on our church campus one morning to work on yet another project. Just the week before I had redecorated my Sunday school room to prepare for the new season. Now there were props to create for the children's musical and supplies to gather for Sunday's lesson. Add to all this the fact that I am a mother of four, yes, I was very busy. My steps were a full on trot. My day had begun.

As I opened the door to the sanctuary, the quiet of the dimly lit building was broken by a faint voice. Until then, I was unaware that I was not the only person in the building. The sound was a quiet muffled sing song, almost a chant. The tune was unfamiliar and just as suddenly as it began, it ended. I was drawn to the sound. I waited for it to return. It did.

As I turned toward the front of our auditorium I saw it. A dear woman, kneeling before God, her arms outstretched - silent. For the next 25 minutes, projects were completed while she read from her open Bible, raised her hands to God and sang to Him.
"Adoration to you only Jesus."
"Jesus we love you."

I was Martha.
She was Mary.

I do not know how long she stayed there but I do know that my heart was stirred. Her simple act of worship reminded me of my need to spend time alone with my Savior - The Lover of my Soul - My Redeemer - My Strong Tower.


Matthew 10:38-42

Dear Jesus,
Today, I thank you for reminding me that you desire to spend time with me. Thank you that you are all I need. Thank you for hearing my prayers. Please, forgive me for being busy about your work without first kneeling at your feet to learn and worship.
Amen